Han Jue took the red feathers and penetrated his spiritual sense into it.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a powerful force blocking his spiritual consciousness.

It seems that the spiritual consciousness of transforming the gods is needed to forcefully break through.

Yang Tiandong has a 3-star favorite for him and should not lie to him.

"Then I will accept it first. You will practice spiritual power for ten years. The teacher likes ascetics. If you perform well, the teacher will teach you magic."

Han Jue spoke, and when he heard this, Yang Tiandong quickly thanked him.

Han Jue pointed to the side and said, "You can find a place to meditate and practice."

Then, Han Jue closed his eyes and began to practice.

Yang Tiandong stood up and found a corner to sit down.

He didn't dare to look at Han Jue, for fear of being offended, so he immediately started practicing.

Soon, he discovered that the spiritual energy of this cave was extremely rich.

It is a good place to cultivate immortality!

...

Since the spirit gathering array and new heavenly treasures joined the cave, the spiritual energy in the cave has become increasingly rich, and Han Jue's cultivation speed has become faster and faster.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Han Jue's cultivation level reached the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Such breakthrough speed is definitely higher than that of mortals.

At this speed of practice, breaking through to the transformation of gods is not far away.

Han Jue opened his eyes.

In these ten years, Yang Tiandong's cultivation reached the sixth level of the foundation building realm.

Ten years and six levels of small realm.

The breakthrough speed is pretty good.

It's indeed a genius!

Han Jue said, "Advisor."

Yang Tiandong suddenly woke up and quickly knelt down to Han Jue.

"How did you feel in the past ten years?" Han Jue asked.

Yang Tiandong replied: "I benefited a lot. Not only did I increase my cultivation, but I also realized many truths."

Oh my God!

It's been ten years!

Yang Tiandong wailed in his heart.

He has been desperate for countless times in the past ten years.

But he felt that this was definitely a test for Han and he could not relax.

If he could not even pass the first level, Han Jue would never regard him as a personal disciple.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows, did this guy understand the truth?

boast!

I have been in seclusion for more than a hundred years, but I have not realized anything.

Han Jue felt it was necessary to polish it and said, "Go out to do the mission. I remember that the sect mission building has a monthly contribution list. I will come back when you become the first in the monthly list."

When Yang Tiandong heard this, he immediately stood up.

I almost fell down together.

After sitting for ten years, his lower body became stiff.

He quickly bent down and saluted, turned around and left.

Han Jue waved his hand and opened the hole door.

After Yang Tiandong left, Han Jue thought about it and took out the divine thought pill he had obtained when he killed the God Transformation Realm.

The Divine Thought Pill is specially designed to enhance the divine consciousness.

After enhancing his spiritual consciousness, he happened to try the red feathers that Yang Tiandong gave him.

There were nine pieces in the medicine bottle, and Han Jue took them immediately.

After taking the Divine Thought Pill, Han Jue suddenly felt dizzy.

I don't know how long it has passed.

But when he woke up, he found that his spiritual consciousness had doubled.

He couldn't help but be surprised.

This pill is a bit powerful!

Han Jue continued to take it.

Half a month later.

He took all nine divine thought pills, and the effect was excellent, and his spiritual consciousness soared.

More than ten times stronger!

The more you take this pill, the stronger the enhancement effect, which is very magical.

Han Jue took out his red feathers again and his spiritual sense penetrated it.

boom!

That powerful resistance appeared again!

Han Jue gritted his teeth and persevered.

The spiritual consciousness collided with it!

It lasted about three seconds, and he forcibly broke through the resistance.

Immediately afterwards, a huge stream of memory poured into Han Jue's mind.

Supernatural powers!

Dharma of the sky and the earth!

This is a magical power that increases the body shape thousands of times.

This magical power has appeared in many myths. If you practice it until you are a perfect person, you will have a body that is ten thousand feet long!

Han Jue was surprised. This magical power was so grand that he liked it!

...

Between the mountains, a group of monks were rushing to the road.

The one who walks in the front is Mo Avenge.

Mo Avenge has now achieved the Golden Pill and become the true core disciple.

Except for him and two male disciples, the rest are all teenagers and girls.

"Is the Yuqing Sect ahead?"

"Oh, will I lose the election?"

"It is normal to lose the election. Be kind to me in the future. I will let you be a flute boy. With your ability to blow the whistle, it should be good to practice the flute again."

"Which peak is the most powerful one?"

"I don't know, Senior Mo will introduce it to us then."

These young girls are all new disciples of the Yuqing Sect. Mo Fuqiu has recently taken on the task and is responsible for recruiting disciples.

The old immortal Dao Lei wanted to support Mo Fuqiu, but the core disciples alone were not enough, and he had to take power.

When recruiting disciples, it is easiest to attract a group of your own connections.

Listening to the discussion behind him, Mo Avenge smiled.

I remember that he was so excited when he joined the Yuqing Sect.

Just then!

A sound of breaking through the air came from the front. Mo Qiuqiu subconsciously drew his sword, swung his sword and slashed it, shattering a bamboo arrow. Then, the fragments of the bamboo arrow turned into poisonous fog and spreading in all directions.

"Retreat, there will be an enemy attack!"

Mo Fuqiu said in a deep voice, and he then jumped up and swung his sword to slash at the attacker.

It was a man in a straw raincoat, with a straw hat covering his face. He pulled out two scimitars from behind, and the blade was shining and cold.
To be continued...